Somebody once told me the CHAAAAAAANGE Is gonna roll me I said yep. What a concept On her forehead Somebody Somebody Some Once asked Is gonna roll On her forehead Well the years start coming and they don’t stop some But the Meteor men beg to differ But the Meteor men beg to differ Hey now Somebody once Hey now But the Meteor men But the Meteor men On her forehead You’ll never shine if you don’t body Hey now, you’re an Allstar You’re an Allstar CHAAAAAAANGE Hey now, you’re a Rockstar You’re an Allstar On her forehead All that glitters is some Only shooting stars Only shooting stars Only Some once told me (STATIC) But the Meteor men beg to differ It’s getting pretty thin The waters getting warm so you Pretty thin The ice we skate The hole in the satellite picture The ice we skate Meteor men (THE WORLDS ON FIRE) How’s about yours yours forehead Hey now, you’re an Allstar Somebody asked could I … I said yep, what a concept yep yep yep what a concept what a concept (whistling) I like that boat That is a nice, nice boat. I like that boat That is a nice, nice boat (amalgam of nice nice boat, all that glitters and only shooting stars) I said yep what a concept. I could use a little fuel myself and we could all use a little CHAAAAAAANGE
this is humor on a level i was not prepared for. this is a work of genius
Somewhere a man sits naked, cold and wet in a room too small while his CIA interrogators play this on a loop.
